>pimped from the end of the strip
>to the bench on they porches....


from pimping to prophecy to prophets pimping poverty
got suburbia sopping thee murders and the robberies
primping in a 'bent'/ shrimps in a tent of fallacy
skimping on reality, the tempting scent of malady

pervades us
plays, sways, fades
parades us
grades, graze, grays
and then graves us

dig it
i'm wishin

on a star
naw

i'm wishing on myself

added the mathematics
figured the difference
between my worth and the Gods/Earths
is zero


we're all broke like: i'm trying to fix 'Us'

myself